Murdoc X 2d Novels & Stories

He lifted the small object and examined it carefully, and a second later, he nodded his head, signaling that this was indeed what he was looking for. This flash drive contained important data about government officials who were working with drug cartels and the mafia. And with this, those destructive bastards would soon be destroyed. Cylo glanced at Jack's body, which was lying face down on the floor, completely dead. There were many bullet wounds on his back, and blood was splattered everywhere. But this was a common sight for him. “Hm, thank you for the flash drive, Mr. Jack.” He moved to leave the old warehouse that Jack and his men used as their headquarters.

​"Now, Aris!" ​As the doctor quickly hooked up the leads and adjusted the sensors, I stood back, my hands trembling. I stared at her neck. The Mark, that beautiful curse that had started all of this, was no longer its usual faint silver. It was pulsing. A toxic, bruised violet light emanated from her skin, casting an eerie glow across the underside of her jaw. It looked like a living thing, a parasite gorging itself on whatever was left of her spirit. Just like it did with the void.

"Eve, can you stop being so stubborn? I've apologized, and I'm willing to pay. What more do you want? Will you not let it rest until I'm in prison?" David nodded. "Exactly. The dead can't come back to life. You need to move on. 20 grand is a lot. A life isn't even worth that much in rural areas."

He couldn't overexert himself since his injury wasn't completely healed. Freya stopped by two more places before returning home. She arrived home in the late afternoon. Her phone beeped a few times on the way, but Freya decided to ignore it completely. She figured it would be more messages from Hendrik, and she didn't feel like responding. She parked the car while the gate closed. Only after it was fully closed did Freya get out of the car. She was traumatized by this whole ordeal of having 'mafiosi' in her workplace and her home. Freya grabbed the shopping bags and entered the house.

Marcus stared at me, his face white. "You're not human," he whispered. "You're a Mute Omega. The rarest wolf in existence." The council elders were shaking. The students were frozen. And Damon—my brother, my protector—looked at me with something I'd never seen in his eyes. Fear. "The Mute Omega hasn't been born in a thousand years," one elder said, his voice trembling. "Her voice can command Alphas. Her howl can tear packs apart. She's not just rare. She's dangerous."

After a thorough examination, Carter had been detained under DSWD since he was still a minor. The elder grandparents of Chelsey had been accussed for murder as being the masterminds for the burglery and murder for Carina. Even if justice had been served already, Chelsey still couldn't felt happiness. She was relieved that justice prevailed but when she was alone, she couldn't help but remembered her mother, Carina when she was still alive. Her mother was dead and won't come back.

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Mark snapped out of his trance when he saw 2Pac approaching him. 2Pac glided through the flames, and it seemed like he was walking in slow motion. The metal man’s eyes still shined brightly, like high beams on a Ferrari. Mark’s skin became chilled when he saw how 2Pac didn’t have a scratch on his gleaming, armored body. The fire didn’t affect 2Pac’s shirtless metal physique. The blast didn’t even affect the light diodes in his high-resolution eyes. This was not good since the explosion compromised the integrity of Mark’s exoskeleton suit.

Maybe I really should have woken up earlier. ***** LMCD22

It had taken much more than a new coat of paint and new front door. He had completely gutted the place and practically built it new from the floor up. Then all the business that he had gotten had come from the morbid horror chasers and those who are obsessed with true crime. He likes to refer to them a bottom feeders, vultures or the classic 'fucking freaks' depending on his mood.